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This week in Sea of Thieves, Rare has released the latest patch, which includes quick swap ranged weapons as well as the return of Reaper Chests to the Fort of the Damned. A quality of life update came with the reduction of black screens for lower-end hardware. The biggest thing right now is that Rare is looking to sell you a customizable audio setup for $20 to simulate 7.1 channel audio for the game. While it remains to be seen how good this actually is, a lot of the community is calling out Rare for trying to charge for this new feature that no one asked for.   Support: https://www.patreon.com/keelhauledpodcast Contact Info: Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/captlogun.bsky.social Email: Captlogun@gmail.com Twitter: https://twitter.com/capt_logun Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/capt_logun Gamertag: CaptainLogun Community: Keelhauled Podcast Discord: https://discord.gg/5VRabwR Other Places to Listen: iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/keelhauled-a-sea-of-thieves-podcast/id1351615675?mt=2 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/2BrEqA6prz6t31wlFgaWaS Merch: Teespring: https://teespring.com/stores/keelhauled-podcast

DJ Jesse Luscious debuts a new track from his Blatz bandmate Joey's Terrible Cake, spins some of the edgiest new bands [from Nottingham: Every Face Becomes A Skull and from the East Bay: The 1981 & Hex Pest], along with new tracks from Loud Graves, Shakti, Dead Bob (ex-Nomeansno), CTMF (aka Mr & Mrs Billy Childish), Twat Union, Moms With Bangs, Beauty In Chaos, Balboas, This Will Destroy Your Ears, Loose Articles And Nadir, and Boum Patat, classic punk from The Damned, Bratmobile, M(h)aol, The Members, Screamers, Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros, Circle Jerks, Jimmy Cliff, Naked Raygun, Green Jelly, God Bullies, The Clash, CIV, and The Buzzcocks, & the Luscious Listener's Choice! Loud Graves- Boxcutter Members- Sally Shakti- Atyachar Charcha Moms With Bangs- Madhouse Hex Pest- Storming Paradise 1981- Count On Me Terrible Cake- Ribs Screamers- Peer Pressure Beauty In Chaos- Get Down Moses Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros- Harder They Come (Live 28 July 2001 Ameoba Records, San Francisco CA) Clash- Know Your Rights (Rat Patrol from Fort Bragg) Jimmy Cliff- Ruby Soho Bratmobile- Bitch Theme Balboas- Der Kommisar Twat Union- Tiny Shorts This Will Destroy Your Ears- Gorgeous Eve Holds A Banger Hammer Loose Articles And Nadir- Marseilles, Manchester (In The Area) Damned- Melody Lee Every Face Becomes A Skull- Be Of Good Cheer Naked Raygun- Gear CTMF- Untitled Buzzcocks- Autonomy Circle Jerks- Dude CIV- Choices Made Dead Bob- We Are The Humans God Bullies- King Of Sling Green Jelly- The Bear Song Boum Patat- Electro Frustration M(h)aol- Period Sex (Luscious Edit)

Kleopatra gehört bis heute zu den bekanntesten Frauen der Weltgeschichte. Im Alten Ägypten wird sie als junge Pharaonin mit politischen Herausforderungen, inneren Machtkämpfen und dem wachsenden Einfluss des Römischen Reiches konfrontiert. Sie verliert ihr Königreich, gewinnt es zurück und muss dennoch ständig um ihre Position kämpfen. Ihre Beziehungen zu Julius Cäsar und später zu Marcus Antonius prägen nicht nur ihr eigenes Leben, sondern auch die politische Lage ihrer Zeit. Der Aufstieg und Fall der letzten großen Herrscherin Ägyptens. Viel Spaß mit Teil 2!Illustrationen zu allen Folgen auf: https://www.instagram.com/zeit.fuer.history/Meine Website: https://geschichte-podcast.de/Simon Kellner auf LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/simon-kellner-3791162b3/Du willst das dein Buch, dein Produkt oder Projekt in meinem Podcast vorgestellt wird? Dann melde dich gerne bei mir. Alle Kooperations- und Werbeanfragen bitte an: historymakingof@gmail.comErlebe "Geschichte Hautnah": https://www.youtube.com/@GeschichteHautnah/videosLiteratur: Ann-Cathrin Harders: Kleopatra - Ägyptens letzte KöniginStacy Schiff: Kleopatra: Ein LebenManfred Clauss: Alexandria - Schicksale einer antiken WeltstadtKlaus Bringmann: AugustusDas Folgenbild zeigt Kleopatra mit einer Schlange nach der Vorstellung des Künstlers Domencio Brusasorci. Quelle: Wikimedia commonsMusik: Carlos Ebelhaeuser (blackmail, The Damned don´t Cry) Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

It's 2007, and Tony Blair is out. In his place is Gordon Brown, who'd proved his capacity as a Chancellor. Sadly, he was now to show that promotion to Prime Minister was one step too many , since he simply didn't have the skills needed for the top job. He might have won an election in the autumn of 2007, when he had a small poll lead. Instead, his nerve failed him and he called off the election the Labour Party had been preparing. That meant that he took the blame for the world crash that hit the following year, and though he and his Chancellor did well to get Britain back to growth, with the deadline for a new election bearing down on them, they had run out of time to build the party a new lead.The result of the 2010 election was to return a hung parliament, one in which no party had a majority in the Commons. Fraught negotiations finally led to the formation of a Conservative coalition government with the Liberal Democrats. Dominated by the Tories, it pursued austerity policies to reduce the government deficit and public debt. It had some success in the first of these aims, but none in the second. Austerity created a fairly dismal atmosphere in the country and, for the LibDems, the policy turned toxic when it forced an increase in university fees which the party, now led by Nick Clegg, had vowed to abolish.When the next election was held, in 2015, the LibDems were severely punished, with their haul of MPs reduced from the respectable 57 won in 2010, to the miserable total of just eight.Labour had elected itself a hopeless, uncharismatic leader, Ed Miliband, an easy figure for Cameron to beat. Labour lost more seats from its low tally of 2010. Cameron, on the other hand, took his Conservatives to a majority in the Commons. The majority was small but enough to form a new government of Tories alone, with the LibDems once more consigned to the backbenches.So Cameron took office for the second time. Things looked good for him. Unfortunately, however, an explosion that would bring him down was building within his own party, as we'll see next week.Illustration: Cameron (left) of the Tories and Clegg of the LibDems, senior and junior leaders of the 2010 coalition government. Photo from the GuardianMusic: Bach Partita #2c by J Bu licensed under an Attribution-NonCommercial-No Derivatives (aka Music Sharing) 3.0 International License

The Time Riders: Part 8 A Date With Death. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Into the pit. Domitia was brought through the streets, which were lined with huge crowds watching her somberly. She was attended by at least twenty soldiers, who walked in silence around her. Accompanying them were her former sister Vestals and the Pontifex Maximus, one of the greatest priests in Rome and head of the state religion. It was he who ultimately was in charge of the Virgins, both choosing them and stripping them of their office if the need arose. He walked ahead of her, his face grave. Domitia wore a simple white tunic now, but all other signs of her former life were gone. Her magnificent braids were undone, and her brown hair hung down her back shamefully. The colors she'd been allowed to wear were missing. In times past, disgraced Virgins had been excoriated, possibly just beaten with a rod, but now, in the height of mighty Rome's power, the punishment was death, for endangering the city. But no one was insane enough to spill the blood of a Vestal Virgin, disgraced or not, so her execution was not so direct. She would be sent underground into a small chamber, with a stock of food and supplies, and locked in there until she starved to death, or succumbed to sickness. They weren't killing her, per se; she was merely shunned until she died. Such was the way of Imperial Rome. Her condemnation and pronouncement of her fate had already been declared, at the beginning of this long walk, meant to be a show of penitence before the face of all Rome. And as humiliated and crushed as she was, her foremost thought was about Bonosus, and his magnificent cock. Even now, being led through the streets, her cunt was wet and ached to feel him buried inside her. Before she knew it, they had arrived at their destination, a small area in the north of the city, with a plot dug into the ground. Stopping at its edge, she looked down inside; the walls were lined with wood, probably to prevent a collapse, and there seemed to be a small stool and a cot within. She heard hysterical sobbing from nearby, and turned her head to see her mother, her birth mother, Pompeneia, weeping from behind the barricade of guards and calling out to her. Domitia's heart ached for a moment, but then she turned her gaze back to the den prepared for her. Her fate was sealed. She glanced over to look at her sister Vestals, but they refused to look at her, staring ahead resolutely. She could see tears in dear Silla's eyes, though; she had hurt the Sisterhood badly, and this was how she was to pay for it. So be it. With all the dignity she could muster, Domitia swallowed her fear and stepped forward, turning and climbing down the ladder, descending roughly ten feet until she reached the earthen floor. There were small candles burning on some stone surfaces, allowing for dim light. She looked upward, and the last thing she saw was the face of the Pontifex Maximus looking down at her, his expression unreadable, before a heavy door was slammed down and locked, cutting off all light and all sound from above. She shuddered at the sound, her stomach twisting in knots. She knew that there was no way out. The door would be weighted, and guards set outside for weeks, to prevent anyone from trying to rescue her. Despite her fear, she looked around, noting the small amount of food supplies left for her, and a small, narrow hole dug in one corner where she was to relieve herself. It wouldn't do to have a Vestal Virgin stinking of shit, even a disgraced one, and even in death. The silence was almost terrifying. She slumped into the small chair left for her, shivering and biting her lip as she felt that her cunt was still wet, the sticky lips parting slightly as she spread her legs. Thoughts of Bonosus returned to her, and she couldn't help but reach down beneath her tunic and begin rubbing her fingers over herself. The fear she felt melted away as she tickled her throbbing clit and teased her warm nether lips. Domitia closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure. If she was to die in this hateful place, it would be while cumming, thinking of that magnificent cock, spurting inside her one last time; The wall opposite her creaked and opened, the stout wooden boards pulling away. Domitia almost yelped in shock, but she didn't stop playing with herself. She stared in astonishment as a tall blonde woman came inside, carrying a torch. Following her was Nanu, a slave-girl that Domitia would have sworn belonged to her parents. "Well, hello, Domitia," the blonde woman said, smiling at her. "I'm Lady Aurora Horatia, Bonosus' mistress. Are you ready to get out of here?" Domitia nodded, but then paused, reconsidering as her fingers plunged in and out of her molten cunt. "Can you; give me just a moment here?" the former Virgin asked sheepishly. Into the Arena. Mark winced and squinted as the great gate opened, allowing light to flood into the dark tunnel. The grinding and heaving of the gears that moved the iron-reinforced barriers echoed loudly, and his heart pounded in anxiety. He was almost hyperventilating, and he could feel the blood racing through his veins. Maybe taking the adrenalin tab he'd finally found stashed behind a loose brick wasn't such a good idea. And no instructions, either. He reminded himself to punch himself in the face when he saw himself again. Hey, at least he knew he survived. He felt himself shoved roughly out into the arena, looking around in bewilderment as tens of thousands of people all shouted and jeered at him. Part of the huge stadium was cast into shadow because of the giant canvas awning that covered a full third of its seating and the arena in the center. He thought it was called the Velarium, but he wasn't sure. The roaring noise of the crowds hurt his ears, and he felt dizzy. The tab's effects apparently hadn't evened out in him yet. Maybe he should have taken it earlier? Wearing his itchy burlap loincloth, a rope belt, sandals and nothing else, Mark wandered slowly toward the center of the sandy field, his cudgel in hand. The echoing sounds of the crowd were maddening, and he felt almost dizzy. What was the purpose of this damn tab, anyway? Guards approached him. His urge was to run, but where would he go? Trembling, he stood his ground and waited for them. One of them grabbed him roughly and spun him about to face something, shoving him to one knee. Mark gasped, but then looked up and paused. On the other side of the giant stadium, sitting in a shaded box, was a man wearing purple, surrounded by guards and other dignitaries. It had to be the Emperor. The most powerful man in the world. If only he knew which one it was. Maybe he could've gotten an autograph. He chuckled bitterly at his joke, but the guard holding him told him to shut up and slapped him across the back of the head. Mark's eyes snapped open and fury flared through him. He surged to his feet and his shoulder-block knocked the guard backwards, to the astonishment of the audience. The guard and another one nearby drew their weapons and were about to kill him, when trumpets blared from all around the perimeter of the Colosseum. Mark looked around warily, seeing the reaction of the crowds as the two guards withdrew. Drums sounded out now, and more trumpets. He looked over at the emperor, his eyes going wide as he noticed a familiar, stunning blonde woman in a seat next to him and watching Mark with a smirk. Kneeling beside her was Nanu. "Jesus, Becky, there's a million people in Rome; how many did you fuck?" he muttered, scowling. He heard the gates clanking open again and spun to face them, his heart racing again. From the dark tunnel strode a stout, bald man wearing leather armour on his shoulder and a metal-studded skirt, carrying a shield and wielding a small axe. "What is this, fetish night at the Colosseum?" Mark complained loudly as the man began to run toward him. Mark braced himself, watching warily. His earlier anxiety was being replaced by anger, and a desire to either flee or fight. He'd just trust to his adrenalin and hope that his future self knew what the Hell he was doing. The gladiator ran up and swung at Mark, who ducked and came up behind his foe. Before the man could turn, Mark struck him across the back of the head with his cudgel. The man crashed to the ground face-first. The crowd was yelling in outrage and astonishment. Apparently, that wasn't supposed to happen. The man showed no signs of rising, merely stirring feebly and groaning, a huge goose egg rising on the back of his head. Hastily, Mark leaned down and pulled the round wooden shield off the man's arm and pried the axe from his grip. He stood up, trying to control his breathing. His heart felt like it would burst out of his chest. He looked around, making sure no one was approaching him from any other direction, but nobody seemed to be forthcoming. Where was his next foe? It dawned on him that he hadn't been expected to last beyond this first fight. They were probably scrambling to figure out what to do next. Doubtless they'd be finding another gladiator to throw at him. He chanced a glance up at Becky, but she sat still, simply watching him. He didn't blame her; she was supposed to have turned on him, after all. He did notice that she was keeping one leg crossed over the other and bouncing her thighs subtly. Maybe the hormones weren't completely out of her system yet. Or it could have just been normal horny Becky. Who knew at this point? A few seconds later, the gates on another section of the concave wall that surrounded him opened slowly, and out strode a tall man, wearing only a loincloth like himself and greaves, but carrying a weighted net in one hand, and a trident in the other. "Trident!" Mark exclaimed to himself, remembering. "That's what those fucking things are called! Now I can; Hey!" Mark had gotten distracted and only barely jumped out of the way of the retiarius, who thrust his trident, trying to skewer his foe. Mark angrily struck at the man's head with his axe, but he raised the haft of the weapon to block and Mark's axe broke on it. The crowd cheered wildly as it saw what happened. Mark stared dumbly at the splintered handle of his weapon, the iron head missing entirely, having spun off to land in the dust several inconvenient feet away. "What the shit?" Mark shouted angrily as he dodged another attack, keeping his shield between himself and his enemy. The trident's tines glanced off the face of his shield, coming perilously close to ripping open his side. "You mean I can't kill anyone? I'm timelocked from killing someone, even if they're trying to kill me?" He dodged again and scrambled for his cudgel, lying next to the first man he'd knocked unconscious. The man he was fighting was quick, though, and lunged in, jamming his weapon forward and trying to impale Mark through his stomach with it. Mark blocked with the shield, shuddering in panic as he felt the tines burst through the wood and punch out the back side, dangerously close to his belly. But the trident was caught now, and now the two men wrestled back and forth desperately, with the retiarius trying to free his weapon and Mark doing everything he could to prevent that exact thing. Suddenly he realized that he was doing exactly the wrong thing, and simply let go of his shield. The gladiator now held his trident awkwardly, weighed down as it was by the shield embedded on it, and with no safe recourse to get it back. He flailed at Mark with the weighted edges of his net, threatening to break smaller bones if he got in too close. Mark dashed for the cudgel again, and this time his opponent couldn't quickly follow him. Mark picked it up and tried putting the man on the defensive, skirting around him, looking for an opening to strike. The man glared at him balefully, swinging the net if Mark got too close. He's not armored and he can't use his weapon; Mark reminded himself. He flung his cudgel at the gladiator's face and surged in while the man was trying to block the unexpected projectile. His trident was weighted down with Mark's shield, so he was using the net frantically to avoid being struck. Mark plowed into the man and took him down to the ground, using his advantage in height and weight. His foe wheezed as he landed hard on his back, beginning to thrash as Mark straddled his chest and pummeled at him. A lucky punch got through and Mark snapped his foe's head to the side with a right across the jaw. He went to sleep. The crowds were shouting again angrily as Mark stood, recovering his stupid club and taking the man's net, since the shield was wrecked, and the trident was no use since he apparently wasn't allowed to kill anyone. How did time lock know, anyway? He bent over, trying to control his breathing and his pulse. His head was spinning again from the anxiety. What the Hell was his future self thinking, leaving that damn tab to use? What sort of advantage and futuristic superpower was panic? You're pumping adrenalin; it makes runners faster, it makes them run longer; it makes people stronger in a crisis; He opened his eyes and stood, turning around and looking at the thousands upon thousands of people who hated him. Fuck those people. He turned and looked at the emperor and held the weighted net in the air, scowling at the sovereign. "That all you got, asshole?" he shouted, feeling himself get angrier and more aggressive with every moment. Becky could barely hear what Mark was yelling over the noise of the crowds, but she shifted somewhat uncomfortably when she felt the mood of the man next to her darken. "So that's how he wants to play it, hmm?" muttered the emperor, resting his cheek against his hand. "Uppity thing, this boy of yours, Lady Horatia." "Oh, he is no longer mine, great emperor; this behavior, reprehensible as it might be, is unknown to me. Please dispose of the upstart as you see fit," Becky replied, knowing better than to be perceived as defending Mark. "You can count on that, my lady;” he replied, nodding absently as he made some vague motion to a signaler. "If you will excuse me, sire, I must depart for a moment," Becky said, trying to not sound urgent. The emperor looked at her quizzically for a moment: "You would miss his doom?" She made a show of blushing: "His life and death mean nothing to me now, but all this excitement has undone me, sire. I must go and relieve myself, because it wouldn't do to piss myself in your presence." "Very well, then," he said, nodding. "But try to be back soon." Becky stood and bowed before exiting the emperor's spectator box, taking Nanu with her, pulling her along by the wrist. "My lady, is now a good time to see to such functions?" asked the Egyptian girl as she followed the blonde woman. "Is Bonosus not in great danger? I thought you meant to rescue him." "I can't rescue him sitting next to that pompous ass, now can I?" Becky hissed as she strode down one of the hallways. "And keep your voice down; I don't want people to know what we're doing." "Sorry, mistress," Nanu replied, blushing. She allowed herself to be dragged along for several seconds before asking her next question. "What are we doing, exactly?" "You'll see soon enough," Becky said grimly, her blue eyes flashing as she pushed through the throngs of people in the hallways that ran around the length of the Colosseum. "I hope you wore your cock-sucking lips today;” The huge man lumbered towards Mark; he was well over half a foot taller than Mark, and a whole lot heavier. Beneath his layer of fat, he was obviously muscular and very strong. He carried a shield in one hand, a wicked sword in the other. His loincloth was made of tough leather, covered in metal studs. His wide belt was also braced with metal. His right arm was protected from shoulder to wrist by a cauldron and gleaming steel plates. On his head was an intimidating helmet, the face mask looking like something out of "Mad Max: Fury Road," with a peaked top that sported what looked like a curved metal blade or sail. It looked like he was wearing a can opener on his head. "Fuck;” Mark whined to himself as he stood his ground, trying to figure out how he was going to keep from getting killed. He held his cudgel and his net, trying to look threatening, but the gorilla coming at him didn't seem to care. He jumped out of the way as the Samnite slashed with his sword. He tried to move in, but was sent flying backwards when the gladiator suddenly slammed the front of his shield into him. Landing on his back, Mark only had a split second to roll out of the way as the point of his foe's sword drove down into the dirt where'd he'd only just been. He kicked at the man's leg, but it held, and he scrambled away, looking to put some distance between them. "Hey, Jason Voorhies!" he called out, waving his club in the air. "Over here, candy-ass!" The gladiator turned his head to look at him while trying to wrench his blade from the hard-packed earth. He finally did so and stood upright, rolling his shoulders and striding forward again. He slashed with his blade, but Mark dodged once again and then threw his net over his foe. The Samnite got caught in it, but didn't go down, trying angrily to remove it. Mark jumped on his back and began hammering away with his stupid little club. The giant staggered about, flailing wildly to dislodge his smaller foe. The jeering from the crowd was punctuated with increasing amounts of laughter at this ridiculous spectacle. Mark hung on for dear life with one arm wrapped around the man, his other hand whacking away at the foe's helmet. But his own net was preventing the blows from being fully effective, despite the metallic ringing of his strikes. Unable to reach the pest on his back or use his weapons, the huge man simply fell backwards, hoping to crush Mark. It wasn't graceful, and it wasn't pretty, but it did stun Mark long enough to stop him from hitting his foe with his cudgel. "Oh fuck;” Mark wheezed as the Samnite rolled off him and struggled to get up while removing the netting. Mark slowly crawled away, shaking his head to stop the world from spinning. The jellied tissue that was once his lungs was on fire, and strained to get oxygen circulating through him. He heard his foe growl in frustration, and then he felt himself getting grabbed by the scruff of the neck and the back of his loincloth before being hauled completely off the ground; The crowd went wild as the gladiator threw Bonosus bodily to the ground, as if trying to crush his bones with the impact. He picked him up again and dashed him to the hard-packed earth, having given up on removing the net. Mark protected himself from the slams as best he could, but it wasn't helping much, given the strength of the man who was mauling him. The fourth time getting slammed to the ground was about Mark's limit, and the world had become nonsense around him; everything sounded like it was being played in drunken slow motion. His vision swam, and he really just wanted to take a damn nap. He shook his head trying to clear it, remembering that Becky had bought him time, so he'd best not waste it getting rag-dolled by this shit stain. While the Samnite was reaching down for him, Mark managed to roll onto his back and kicked up, hard, between the gladiator's legs. His foot found the man's crotch, and while the force of the blow was lessened by the net's interference, his foe still groaned, and his knees bent. Mark kicked again, and then once more, having finally staggered his foe. The man sank to his knees, holding his crotch. Mark couldn't see his face, but he was obviously in a great deal of pain. Mark staggered to his feet, ignoring the crowd's jeers and screams, focusing only on his foe. The gladiator was now protecting his crotch with his hands, so Mark couldn't kick him there, so he slammed the bottom of his foot into the larger man's chest, knocking him on his back, where he lay moaning. Mark stamped on his crotch for good measure. "Stop, dammit!" wailed the man. "Quit kicking me in the cock!" "Fuck you!" Mark spat, scowling. His chest was on fire and his entire body throbbed in pain. "You were trying to kill me, fuckface! Why should I give a shit what you think?" "I'll stop, I'll stop!" the man pleaded, writhing under the net and totally at Mark's mercy. "Just don't wreck my cock, I was gonna fuck tonight!" "Yeah, right," Mark sneered. "Who were you gonna fuck?" Mark spun as he heard an ululating war cry, and his eyes widened as he saw a woman running toward him, carrying a whip in one hand and a sword in the other. Her spiked hair was wet with blue woad paste, and her eyes were mad with battle lust. "Her;” the Samnite indicated. Becky and Nanu were both on their knees, mouths bobbing back and forth on the cocks of the men they had leaning back against the wall, groaning and pumping their hips. Neither of the men could believe their luck; they thought this would be another boring day for measly pay. From up here, they couldn't even see the action down in the arena well. Sulus and Catullus, two former merchant marines, were charged with keeping the Velarium in place during the spectacles. Their extensive experience with canvas sails made them ideal for this tedious but essential work. At least, that's what they were told, despite the thirty asses a day they received proclaiming otherwise. So imagine their good fortune and delight when this patrician woman and her slave-girl happened to wander on up, espy the two men, and offer to suck their cocks, without even charging them anything! Talk about Saturnalia in Quintilis! Nanu moaned as she swirled her tongue around the head of the cock she was sucking on, holding it by the base of the shaft, her eyes closed. This seemed like an odd time to be doing something like this, but Lady Aurora had been quite firm that it was part of the plan. So be it. Besides, that strange little patch her new mistress had affixed to the skin under her arm was making her so horny right now. Kneeling beside the slave, Becky's free hand reached out and took hold of Nanu's, giving it a squeeze. They continued pushing their wet mouths along the lengths of the throbbing shafts, both girls getting wetter and more aroused with each passing moment. Nanu pulled her mouth off the cock for a moment, sucking in air and breathing heavily as she massaged it with her tiny hand. Her face was flushed as she looked over at her new mistress, her eyes glazed with desire. Becky nodded her assent. Nanu stood quickly and lifted the long trails of her garment, exposing her ass and cunt to the man she'd been servicing. She turned around and leaned back against him, squirming her ass against his cock, making him moan loudly. With great need, she grabbed hold of his tool and speared herself down on it, sighing loudly before beginning to wiggle back and forth on him, shivering as he slid in and out of her. Becky rose to her feet soon after, moving around to face Nanu and leaning forward, with her hands on the slave-girl's shoulders and looking into her eyes. The marine got behind Becky and gripped her hips, pushing inside her. Becky moaned into Nanu's mouth as she kissed her, their tongues tangling hungrily while their tits squirmed and rubbed together. The men held tight and fucked the two women as hard as they could, looking to cum as quickly as possible. Hips smacked against asses and moans grew louder. Becky and Nanu now panted through an open-mouthed kiss, their hands groping one another in need. The Egyptian girl pressed back as hard as she could on the cock she was impaled on, while Becky ground in eager circles, yearning for release. Seconds later they were wailing into one another's mouths, shuddering in ecstasy as the men groaned and began pumping cum inside their wanton pussies. Becky and Nanu were relentless, milking the men for all they were worth, until they slumped to the stone floor, almost insensate from the orgasms these strange women had given them. Straddling the marines now, and facing into one another, Becky and Nanu continued kissing and fondling, even as they moved slowly up and down on the rigid poles they'd been fucking. "Umm, mistress;” Nanu said dreamily, lost in Becky's blue eyes. "I know, my love," Becky murmured, giving Nanu many light kisses on the lips, as if she was unable to help herself. "But we must; smooch; get ready to; do our part; smooch; and rescue Mark;” Nanu pulled back from the kiss and looked up in confusion. "Mark?" "Bonosus," Becky corrected herself, waving it off. "I'll explain later. Now help me get ready;” The crowd was howling with laughter as Mark ran around the arena in a panic, chased by the gladiatrix, who cracked her whip at him, screeching for him to get his ass back there so she could kick it. Mark didn't need oppositional defiance disorder to ignore her demands. The tip of that whip was cracking awfully close behind him. The Samnite he'd downed earlier grunted and flopped down again as Mark stamped on his back while running over him. "Don't try to get up, asshole, you promised!" Mark shouted angrily. "If you do, I don't care if she's trying to kill me, I'll come over there and kick you in the balls so hard you'll be spitting them out!" "Okay! Okay!" the man shouted back, lying on his stomach and waiting. "But I hope she catches you and rips your skin off to wear as a cloak!" "Oh, go sit on a Doric column!" Mark grumbled, deking to the left to try to throw her off. At this point, the crowd was chanting something, what he could only Assume Was Her Name "Achilleia! Achilleia!" "What is that, Latin for Psycho Hose-Beast?" Mark complained loudly, noticing that he had not gained any ground on his foe. He only had the stupid cudgel, whereas she had a wicked sword and a goddam whip. He had the distinct impression he couldn't tire her; she had the look of a woman on a murder mission; her eyes were wild with bloodlust, the scream escaping her lips singing of his gory doom. "She's the greatest female gladiator in Rome!" called out the Samnite, still watching from his confines beneath the net. "She's been more than a match for many men who have fought her!" "Singing my praises doesn't get you more cunt than normal, Rullus!" Achilleia snapped, still chasing her quarry. Gods, this slave could run! Pity she had to kill him, he was well-built and had a great ass! She pressed harder, now swiping with her sword, since using her whip slowed her down some. Like most gladiators, she was wearing little armour, only leather greaves, a leather loincloth, an abbreviated leather cuirass that exposed her midriff but held her tits in place, and a leather cauldron and brace on one arm. A steel fillet around her forehead glittered with glass beads, off-setting her wild blue death-hawk hair. She whooped in triumph as the tip of her sword tore open the back of his loincloth and it fell away, leaving Mark completely exposed as he fled for his life. The crowd was laughing hysterically again. "Dammit, I hate freeballing when I'm running!" he shouted angrily, grimacing as his balls slapped around his thighs. "You have no idea how uncomfortable this is!" "Stop running then, coward!" Achilleia taunted, enjoying the view even as she tried to kill him. "I only offer the bliss of death! One red kiss of my blade across your throat, slave, and you; Off!" Done with running, Mark stopped very suddenly and braced himself, hunkering down so that Achilleia plowed into him, completely unprepared. She staggered backward and Mark whirled and grappled onto her, preventing her from using her weapons. The gladiatrix snarled and tried to knee him in the crotch, but he kept his legs judiciously in the way. They tottered and staggered about, vying for control, until they tripped over the Samnite, who was helpless to avoid them. "Oh Fuck!" he wheezed as they landed on him and then rolled off, still tussling. "Welcome to my world, dickface!" Mark shouted back at him, still wrestling with Achilleia, who meant to murder him repeatedly. Out of desperation, and with the effects of the tab still coursing through his blood, he picked her up bodily and threw her to the ground, her sword clattering away. He dropped to his knees instantly, smacking her in the face with his scrotum. "Teabag!" he shouted before whirling around and grappling onto her, trying to subdue her. He hated the thought of punching a woman, but she was trying to eviscerate him, so an exception might be in order. Achilleia was a veteran of the gladiator pits, however, and not so easily dealt with. She recovered and thrashed around, screeching and trying to claw her foe's eyes out. He swatted the whip from her hands before she could strike him with it. Mark found her increasingly difficult to manage, using his weight on top of her body to keep her in place. That plan went south, however, when she wrapped her legs around his waist and began rocking back and forth, until she was on top. They rolled around in the dust while the crowd went insane. Mark had her arms gripped tightly, out to the sides, which forced her body down closer to his. The wild look in her eyes chilled his blood, and she tried to bite his neck repeatedly, to tear his throat out. He countered frantically by using his head to shove hers away from his tender skin, and the result must have looked ridiculous, the two of them pushing and sparring with their heads. "Gurr, let; me; kill; you!" Achilleia hissed, struggling to maintain her balance over her stronger foe. "I'll make it quick, I promise!" "It'll feel good, I promise!" Mark sneered, butting the side of her head to knock it away. "Why would I make this easy for you?" "Gonna; rip you; a new;” Achilleia strained, pushing down harder. She then paused, her eyes going wide with shock. "What; gods, do you have a hard-on?" Mark used the momentary pause to roll her over, her arms pinned beside her head. Achilleia's eyes were still wide as she goggled up at him. Unfortunately, yes, he was hard again. Either he was developing some sort of danger fetish, or the hormones weren't quite as out of his system as he thought. They struggled and thrashed, with the look of shock on Achilleia's face becoming one of irritation, then a weird determination. She wasn't fighting about so much, and she seemed to be pushing with her hips, almost pumping with them. She glared and bit her lip. The roaring of the crowds was slowly abating as they watched the proceedings on the arena floor. What was happening? Seconds ago, the gladiatrix had been trying to kill the slave, now they were; what were they doing? Mark kept her pinned beneath him, and couldn't help but join her in squirming as they glared into one another's eyes. Achilleia was undulating her hips now, her upper body virtually motionless. Mark grimaced at the feel of the toughened leather around her middle grinding on his hard-on. "Dammit;” Achilleia growled. "Let go of my god-rotting hand so I can move my loincloth!" Mark took a chance and let go of one of her hands. It flashed down and pulled aside the leather garment before taking hold of his hard cock and guiding it to her entrance. Without another thought, Mark pushed down, deep inside her. Achilleia wailed loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist again, pulling him in deeper still. The entire Colosseum throng had gone silent as the spectators stared, stunned by what they were witnessing. All that could be heard, echoing through the giant stadium, was Achilleia's cries of pleasure. Was this really happening? "Achilleia? What the Hell?" the Samnite yelled in outrage, his girlfriend getting fucked by Rome's most hated slave mere feet away from him. "Shut up, Rullus, he's fucking huge!" Achilleia shouted back, pumping her hips wildly against Mark. The gladiator did as he was told and simply sulked, turning his head to look elsewhere. The emperor watched out stonily, not at all impressed with the turn of events his grand spectacle for the people had taken. He'd heard of the blasphemy this upstart slave had committed, and this was supposed to be a damnation of a great sin. Now it was another blasphemy. And where the Hell was Lady Aurora? He napped his fingers and one of his servants leaned in close, to see what his master wanted. "Have them all killed;” growled the emperor, determined to save face somehow. Mark thrust harder and harder, while Achilleia yelped and bucked beneath him, holding onto his back and with her legs still wrapped around his back. Nearby, Rullus was resting his helmeted head on his hand and rapping his fingers against the packed earth, trying to look bored. Not difficult for a man tangled inside a net. "Any time, you two;” he grumbled. "Oh, cram it, Linzer-head," Mark spat. "Say one more thing and I'll fuck her ass next!" "Oh!" Achilleia wailed, grinding and thrusting against Mark desperately. "I'm gonna; I ‘ Then she seized up and pushed up with all her strength, clenching her teeth so hard they might have cracked. As Rome watched on in stunned silence, the gladiatrix shrieked to the gods and came, hard. Mark shuddered and groaned, pumping profuse amounts of cum deep inside her clenching cunt. He thrust madly, emptying himself into her. Finally, they were both spent. Achilleia lay still beneath him, her chest rising and falling, skin glistening with sweat. Mark, exhausted, rested his forehead against her shoulder, too tired to defend himself if she tried to kill him now. Fortunately, his death was the farthest thing from her mind. Seconds of silence passed, before the thousands of spectators in the stands erupted into a wave of cheers and catcalls. Mark smiled and chuckled tiredly. "That can't be good;” he mused. "Nope," she agreed, sighing and biting on a knuckle as the last of the orgasm pulsed through her. "After that, they're certainly going to kill us. All of us. It doesn't matter; I would have died in the arena eventually. At least this way, I died with a cock in me and cumming hard." "Don't be so certain about that;” Mark replied, finally looking up and seeing all the gates opening and dozens of legionaries rushing toward them, spears at the ready. "Ah, I don't like this!" Nanu whined as she shimmied out along one of the corbels that held the vast awning in place. She held on like grim death as she edged forward, a small but sharp knife in one hand. "You can do it, my love," Becky said encouragingly, watching from their original position where they'd fucked the two marines. Both men were still snoozing, but she had tied their hands and feet for extra security. She would have done Nanu's job herself, but she was taller and heavier than the Egyptian girl, who stood a much better chance of succeeding than she did without snapping the braces or corbels. "Look straight ahead and ignore the sounds below." So of course, Nanu looked down. "He's fucking!" she hissed, her eyes narrowing. "He's fucking the gladiatrix that's supposed to be killing him! I may kill him! He doesn't need saving, I do!" "Nanu, focus!" Becky insisted. "Get to your position and await my signal." "Yes, mistress;” sighed the slave-girl sullenly. Once in position, Nanu held on tight, trying not to think about the dizzying heights she was suspended from. Everyone seemed like ants far below her. Except for Bonosus and his whore of a gladiator; she could see them very clearly, to the place where she could make out his throbbing cock as it thrust in and out of her unworthy cunt. He had a lot of explaining to do when this was over. The crowd was watching in stunned silence, unable to believe what they were seeing. But then Becky and Nanu heard the gladiatrix wailing as she came. Bonosus' groans of pleasure burned in Nanu's ears, while Becky just rolled her eyes, sighed and tapped her foot impatiently. Thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd; they'd come for blood and been rewarded with live pornography! Nanu was scowling still, when she noticed the gates opening and legionaries pouring out of them, converging on the five figures in the center of the arena. "Mistress;” Nanu said nervously, her anxiety for Bonosus' well-being overcoming her jealousy. "Now, Nanu!" Becky yelled, making sure her slave could hear her. She was already working frantically to cut through the thick ropes in one of the giant pulleys that moved the Velarium into position. Nanu, meanwhile, was sawing at the edge of the rope that held the corbel she was on in place. She gritted her teeth as she watched the steel knife bite through the thick fiber cable until finally it snapped free. The rope whipped about as it unraveled, causing a cascade of loosening canvas across the broad length of the famed awning. Becky, meanwhile, finished cutting through the rope in the giant pulley she'd selected, dodging hastily as it snapped and flailed about before spinning away. The giant canvas sheets comprising the Velarium buckled and gave way, while the corbels and rope masts retracted rapidly. "Mistress!" Nanu keened, holding on like grim death as the corbel she was on, no longer held in place by the giant ropes, snapped back toward the solid stone walls of the Colosseum. "Jump, Nanu!" Becky called out, standing on the edge of the wall and holding her arms out. "I'll catch you! Trust mistress!" Nanu squeezed her eyes shut and jumped; Becky wheezed as she caught the flying girl, tumbling to the floor with her and holding her tight. Nanu was shivering in her grasp, so Becky just held her for a few seconds and caressed her raven hair. The slave-girl looked up at her savior and nodded, so Becky stood them up, listening to the shrieks of panic as the Velarium floated down relentlessly. "Teamwork, Nanu!" she said excitedly as they stood. "Let's see what happens next!" In the Arena. Mark faced one direction warily, while Rullus and Achilleia stood behind him, squaring off against other legionaries who were closing in. The original gladiator and the retiarius were also conscious and now stood with them, brandishing what weapons they could. Mark felt silly sporting only his cudgel, but it seemed dumb to not let the gladiators have the weapons they were trained with. His cock was still hard, and leaking cum from the tip. He saw Achilleia slowly turning her head to look down at it longingly. "Eyes front, Achilleia!" he snapped, not in the mood to die. She returned to glaring balefully at the encroaching soldiers. There must have been a hundred of the legionaries. That was twenty-to-one odds. He decided to not mention that to his enemies-turned-allies, since he wasn't sure if they understood ratios in any event. If their math was as poor as their hygiene, why bother? "When I thought I'd die in the emperor's sight, this isn't how I pictured it," Rullus growled, brandishing his sword. "I hadn't envisioned dying for that cocksucker at all," Achilleia replied, spitting in contempt at the foes in front of her. "Damned if I'm gonna give him the satisfaction of a clean kill. People will remember this day, to his embarrassment!" The legionaries advanced, the circle tightening. They were protected by their large scutum body shields, and their spears pointed threateningly at the little rebel group. Mark wasn't sure what good he would do here, since he was armed with a club smaller than his dick, and he was the only untrained gladiator. But then he noticed rippling movement above, looked up and grinned. The velarium became dislodged from its moorings and like a vast sail or flag, began floating down over the stadium. People noticed, began screeching in panic, and stampeding. "Right on, Becks;” he said with satisfaction as his day began to look up. The emperor looked up, scowling as he saw the giant canvas sheet descending, fluttering menacingly as it enveloped the upper levels of seating. Panic ensued, with people scampering around pell-mell, trying to escape. "I really hate the gods;” he thought darkly as the canvas touched down around him and everything went to shit. Becky, standing on the edge of the wall and looking down over the chaos and mayhem she had caused, with tens of thousands thrown into panic, cackled gaily and clapped her hands before yanking down her top to expose her tits and holding her arms wide and yelling loudly across her kingdom of madness. "Are you not entertained?" she shouted, reveling in her triumph. God, she'd always wanted to use that line. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Mark shouted as he and his new allies raced down the hallway, shooing everyone in front of him. "Faster, if you wanna live!" The legionaries had forgotten all about the little group of rebels once the madness ensued, racing toward the emperor to rescue him. Mark used the opportunity to escape, bringing his former foes with him. He wasn't terribly interested in seeing them die, and they might prove very useful in getting out of here in one piece. Rullus had led them through a small, little-known door in the wall of the arena, one used generally only by pit masters to monitor the proceedings. His titan frame barely fit in it, but he led the way dutifully. "Where are we going?" Achillea asked, happy to be escaping, but at least wanting to know what the plan was. She had her whip and her sword in hand again. "The most convenient, flat and open space you know of beneath the Colosseum," Mark replied, hurrying along behind her. "A place almost no one knows about or uses." "One of the old training spaces," grunted Rullus. "It hasn't been used in years. Follow me!" Their course took them deeper beneath the stadium, through winding halls and narrow corridors and staircases. They finally reached a wide chamber, in the middle of which stood Becky, Nanu and Domitia. The former Vestal and the slave-girl seemed stunned to see the small party approaching, and the gladiators gaped as Lady Aurora and her slave ran into one another's arms, kissing deeply and feverishly, speaking in some unknown tongue. "Right!" Mark said, finally disengaging from Becky's tongue as he looked around, eyes flashing with determination. "I know this is going to sound weird, but I need you all to trust me. We're going to get you out of here, as quickly as we can." "How?" asked the Retiarius, looking about warily. "They'll find us eventually!" "I know, and what I'm going to say will sound like magic, but just run with it, okay?" Mark replied, walking over to the Holmes Field Device, which Becky had been kind enough to retrieve. He wasn't sure how, but she was better with this temporal shit than he was. And they trusted one another by now. "This contraption will get us out of here, but it's not big enough for all of us at once. I'm gonna take Lady Aurora and Domitia first, then come back for a few more, then the last load." Rullus nodded: "You spared my life, and I entrust you with it. Achilleia and I will go last, holding the room if the enemy comes." "Oh, Rullus;” Achilleia sighed, looking up at the hulking gladiator, her expression a dreamy one, before she suddenly scowled and smacked him on the back of his helmeted head. "You romantic asshole." Mark left them to argue while he hustled Becky and Domitia onto the platform, which was already switched on, lights and readings blinking around the surface. Becky swatted Domitia's hand as she tried to touch a dial. "You know where we're going?" he asked, hoping she had a better handle on this than he did. She nodded, smiling. "Leave it to me, Mark. I think you'll like this solution;” The climate was certainly a change from that of Rome, but it was also a pleasant experience in its own right. The city around them, built of red brick, sandy-colored stone, and studded with stately palm trees, reminded Mark of eastern cities in every movie he'd ever seen. Beyond the walls stretched endless expanses of desert, in which the city stood as a shining jewel in a vast sea of scorching sand. He didn't know why Becky knew to park the machine where she did, but he also knew she had figured out how to use his Holmes Field Device on her own, so he wasn't questioning it. Safe from prying eyes, and after two more trips back to the Colosseum to gather the other rebels, Mark now found himself in an ancient temple in the shape of a ziggurat, with priestesses standing in front of them and bowing. Unlike the Vestals, the white garments of these priestesses were delightfully spare, exposing more than it covered. "Lady Aurora Horatia," one of them said humbly. "Your timing is fortuitous, and we gladly accept your offer. Domitia will be given a new life as a priestess of Nanaya, or as she is known in your tongue, Suadela." The priestesses all walked up to Domitia and kissed her, welcoming her into their sisterhood. The former Vestal shed tears, not in sorrow, but because she had a new beginning. Nanaya, as the goddess was known in this far-flung province, was an ancient Sumerian goddess of sensuality and lust. When the Romans had conquered the land, they readily identified her with Suadela, to keep the peace. The priestess smiled at Mark and Becky again. "And for your generous donation of gold, we will take on your four friends here, to guard our temple, as the garrison makes no effort to do so. They are now, in their own way, lifelong servants and devotees of the goddess." The four gladiators beamed proudly. Since serving Nanaya, even as guardians of her temple, meant food, lodging and getting laid by her harlot-priestesses, they were more than amenable to the idea. "Lady Aurora," Domitia intoned, taking Becky's hands in hers and smiling slyly. "Will you consent to Bonosus and yourself being the first to receive my blessings as a priestess of Nanaya?" "I wouldn't have it any other way, my dear;” Becky purred, pulling Domitia into her arms and kissing her deeply. A small villa in Roman Italy; Mark sipped wine from a goblet while Becky lay nearby on a couch, wearing nothing while Nanu sat on a small stool and massaged her feet. The sultry afternoon suited everyone, and they were finally at peace. "Helluva trip, Becks," Mark mused, draining his glass and then pouring more for himself. "You've gotten really good with the Holmes Field Device now. I seriously thought it was me who left the adrenalin tab for my discovery under the Colosseum, but it was actually you." "Sorry to scare you there," Becky sighed, as Nanu worked on her toes individually, sometimes even kissing them as she rubbed oil into them. "I found them in our tab supply, and thought it was our best bet. I just jumped behind a few hours when no one was around and stashed them in that cell for you." "So it wasn't even me coming back from the future to save myself," Mark chuckled. "Here I was so confident that I'd lived, that I couldn't be killed because future-self was looking out for me, but no, it was current you. So I could've been killed at any point, even if time lock kept me from killing anyone else." "It was a little bit messy, but you did survive, and that's what counts." Becky pointed out, caressing one of her tits lazily while enjoying Nanu's exquisite touch. "So what're we gonna do with her?" Mark asked, referencing the Egyptian slave-girl. Nanu had gotten used to her mistress and her manservant speaking in this weird, harsh language, and thought nothing of it anymore; when they needed her, they spoke Latin or her own tongue to her. Becky sighed contentedly and puddled further into the couch. Nanu's foot massages were utter bliss. "I was considering letting her stay here, and simply look after this little villa I bought for me. Whenever we visited, we'd just come back as close to the time we left as possible, but I have no idea if we could guarantee time snarls not getting in the way. So I'm bringing her home with me." Mark raised an eyebrow. "That a good idea? Or even possible?" Becky shrugged. "If she can't be brought with us, the Holmes Field Device won't work, right? So we care for her here. If it does allow it, I'll keep her with me in my house and teach her about her new world. I'll just say she's a foreign student bunking with me." "Literally, I might add." Mark quipped, holding up his goblet and winking. "Oh, you," Becky giggled while Nanu shed her clothes and crawled over Becky, straddling her hips and beginning to squirm their pussies together slowly. "I don't think she's gonna give up on the notion of being my slave-girl any time soon; it seems to make her feel safe. If she asks about you as a slave, I'll say I freed you." "Well, I was pretty enslaved to you for a while there," Mark chuckled. "Funny, I remember being so in love with you while those tabs were in effect, and I remember it fondly. But at this point, I'm just back to feeling like you're my dear friend, and I love you, just not in love any more, ya' know?" Becky sighed and nodded as she placed her hands gently on Nanu's tits and caressed them while undulating beneath the slave-girl. "I know what you mean. Talk about exhilarating, right? We should do that again at some point, just for funsies." "I'm in," Mark agreed, as his cock hardened from watching the two girls make love. He put down his wine, stood up and moved in behind them, kneeling at the bottom of the couch and sinking his cock deep inside Becky, making her moan as he started to slide in and out of her. "And what about our other acquisitions?" he asked, caressing and squeezing Nanu's ass while he fucked his Physics teacher. "Uh, the clothes we'll keep at my place, for future use," she breathed, loving the feel of Nanu's moist cunt on hers while Mark fucked deeply. She felt Nanu shiver and gasp as Mark pulled out of her and pushed into the slave-girl. "And I bought those big amphorae of Falernian wine, there's twenty-six liters in each. We'll bury them where we know nature has never been disturbed back in our time, and then retrieve them. Voila, Roman wine for dinner every night." "I'm gonna have fun explaining that to my parents;” Mark chuckled as he slid back into Becky, making her cry out. Dinner with Family. Dhallyla stared at the liquid in her glass in wonder while her family sat at the table for dinner. It was quite unlike anything she'd ever tasted before. "Mark, what; what did you say this was called again?" she asked. He shrugged as he ate. "It's a Roman-style wine, called Falernian. Lots of people are recreating ancient alcohol recipes now, so I thought we'd give this a shot. Pretty nice, hmm?" "Very strong," his sister Roxy rasped as she put down her wine glass and made a bit of a face. "Very, very strong." "That's why the Romans and Greeks mixed their wine with water," he chuckled. "Some Roman talked about not being able to bring an open flame near wine because it could catch fire. So I mixed it with water, like the instructions said. Sorry if it's still strong." "Where did you get this again?" his father asked. "Ren Faire," he said easily. "All sorts of brewers and people showing off their wine and beer skills these days at them, so I thought I'd give it a shot, ya' know? Bought a couple of bottles." "It's certainly different, but I can grow to like it," his mother mused. "Make sure you get more before we run out." "I can do that," Mark replied cheerfully. Later that night, he was sitting at his desk in his room, surfing for eras to visit during their next adventure, when the door to his room clicked shut. He turned his head to see his sister leaning back against the door, looking at him pointedly. "Something I can do for you, Rox?" he asked plainly, keeping his eyes on his research. "Now that you mention it, yeah," she said, folding her arms and wearing that insufferable smirk of hers. She never stopped reminding him who the elder sibling was. "So I did some looking around online, and there hasn't been a Ren Faire within five hundred miles of us in the last six months." Mark paused in his surfing and slowly turned to look at his sister. "So," she said, walking slowly toward him. "I figure it's about time you told me what the Hell is really going on;” Loose ends, scores to settle, a moral quandaries abound! It's Your Own Fault You Snooped! Mark didn't speak for several seconds, trying his best to not gape at Roxy. She'd always been somewhat suspicious of him when he did just about anything, but the fact that she'd done actual research this time was something new. She had played her hand, and he was cornered. But still, he found himself not sure what to say. "Well, c'mon, you little trouser snake," moving away from the door and sauntering toward him. She could tell she'd caught him dead to rights about something, but now she needed to find out what it was. "Ya' might as well 'fess up, because I somehow doubt you want mom and dad to know what you're up to." The mere thought brought a shiver to Mark and left a cold sweat on his brow. He swallowed, trying not to panic. Roxy had less mercy in a sibling confrontation than Mike Tyson had in the ring. He thought of the number of times she'd beaten his ass for tattling on her when they were younger, and how she'd always get some brutal form of revenge he was unlikely to forget. And he dreaded the thought of how she could screw this up for him. "I'm almost not wanting to find out, at least for a while, because watching your mind flop around in panic is kinda fun," she said, smirking as she stopped in front of him and leaned forward. "But I need to make a decision about whether the 'rents oughta know, so let's speed this up, okay?" She then turned and sat on the edge of his bed, leaning back on her hands, one leg crossed over the other as she looked at him pointedly. "Spill it, little brother." His mind raced. What could he tell her? She'd caught him in a flat-out lie that he had acquired his Falernian wine from a Ren Faire, and had no doubt pieced together that his other recent exotic acquisitions were likewise not from where he'd claimed. So what were her suspicions? She no doubt was assuming, quite reasonably, that he was involved in some illicit activity that

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Kleopatra gehört bis heute zu den bekanntesten Frauen der Weltgeschichte. Im Alten Ägypten wird sie als junge Pharaonin mit politischen Herausforderungen, inneren Machtkämpfen und dem wachsenden Einfluss des Römischen Reiches konfrontiert. Sie verliert ihr Königreich, gewinnt es zurück und muss dennoch ständig um ihre Position kämpfen. Ihre Beziehungen zu Julius Cäsar und später zu Marcus Antonius prägen nicht nur ihr eigenes Leben, sondern auch die politische Lage ihrer Zeit. Der Aufstieg und Fall der letzten großen Herrscherin Ägyptens. Viel Spaß mit Teil 1!*Kleopatra: Ägyptens letzte Königin. Jetzt bei C.H. Beck: https://www.chbeck.de/harders-kleopatra/product/37894476Illustrationen zu allen Folgen auf: https://www.instagram.com/zeit.fuer.history/Meine Website: https://geschichte-podcast.de/Simon Kellner auf LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/simon-kellner-3791162b3/Du willst das dein Buch, dein Produkt oder Projekt in meinem Podcast vorgestellt wird? Dann melde dich gerne bei mir. Alle Kooperations- und Werbeanfragen bitte an: historymakingof@gmail.comErlebe "Geschichte Hautnah": https://www.youtube.com/@GeschichteHautnah/videosLiteratur: Ann-Cathrin Harders: Kleopatra - Ägyptens letzte KöniginStacy Schiff: Kleopatra: Ein LebenManfred Clauss: Alexandria - Schicksale einer antiken WeltstadtDas Folgenbild zeigt Kleopatra nach der Vorstellung des Künstlers John William Waterhouse. Quelle: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Cleopatra_-_John_William_Waterhouse.jpgMusik: Carlos Ebelhaeuser (blackmail, The Damned don´t Cry)*Werbung Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Are you “damned” if you don't repent immediately after sinning? In this video, “Damned If You Don't Repent After Sinning?”, we dive deep into one of the most confusing topics in Christianity: mortal sin, Catholic teaching, and whether 1 John 5 actually teaches a “sin that leads to death.” If you're a new Christian, someone who's Jesus-curious, a Christian struggling with your faith, or a skeptic trying to understand Christianity, this conversation will help you think clearly and biblically.We explore what the Catholic Church means by mortal sin vs. venial sin, why some believe certain sins instantly separate you from God, and whether Scripture supports the idea that a single sin can condemn a believer. We also look at Protestant theology, grace, repentance, and the heart of the gospel. Most importantly, we unpack the meaning of 1 John 5:16–17, what “sin leading to death” actually means, and how Christians should think about forgiveness, assurance, salvation, and spiritual growth.If you've ever wrestled with guilt, fear of losing salvation, or questions about how God responds when you fail — this video is for you. Let's seek truth, grow stronger in faith, and understand God's love more deeply.Like our content? Consider helping us through Patreon, a follow, or subscribe!INSTAGRAMhttps://www.instagram.com/thingsyoudonthearinchurchpodSPOTIFY:https://open.spotify.com/show/1Ttha9t5PEg2vLVKEbzRABPATREON:https://www.patreon.com/TYDHCGot a question? You can email us at tydhcpod@gmail.com

Send us a textTarra's trial to become a Skyrider is not yet finished. But what other information will we learn about her? Timestamp for the self-amputation and deep sea drowning content warning is:1:36:42-1:37:24Support the showlinktr.ee/agentsofdamnedCampaign 1 Background music credits to: Jason Shaw of AudionautixCampaign 2 Background music credits to our very own Drew and friend of the show Eymbr! Check Eymbr's work out at:https://youtube.com/@eymbr?si=bsr834mAxybCnzNB

This week we wrap up our trilogy of episodes chronicling Night Demon's historic performance at the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Ohio, in August 2025. We begin by setting the stage: the location, the vibe, the full moon, the crippling heat. Then we dig into Night Demon's setlist, including Curse of the Damned in its entirety, the special "Black Sabbath" cover, and the unexpected bonus of "Black Widow." The guys discuss the crowd reaction, the Rock Hall reaction, and their own feelings of gratitude for a very special night in a very special place with very special fans. Along the way, you will hear a generous helping of audio from the band's electrifying Rock Hall performance.LINKSRock Hall - Rock & Roll Hall of FameCurse at 10 merch - cursedamn.com Listen at nightdemon.net/podcast or anywhere you listen to podcasts! Follow us on Instagram Like us on Facebook

#paranormal #supernatural In this show, I continue to read and then talk about the paranormal concepts in this book. Have you ever had an experience with the paranormal, supernatural, and / or unexplained, that you would like others to know about? If so, let me know. You can reach me at; salsidoparanormal@gmail.com Follow Mike, host of Troubled Minds Radio. https://www.troubledminds.org/ You can now listen to 2 episodes of the show every night at 6 pm Pacific / 9 pm Eastern on the Troubled Minds Radio Network KUAP-DB! https://www.troubledminds.org/ Also, if you or anyone you know should ever feel like there is no hope, or help, please consider the information in the link below. Special thanks to Michael Strange for putting this page together. https://www.troubledminds.net/help You can find all episodes, social media, and ways to support the show via the links below. https://www.salsidoparanormal.com/ https://allmylinks.com/salsidoparanor1 https://www.bonfire.com/store/salsido-paranormal/  

Slash calls in from Brazil during Guns N' Roses' tour to share heartfelt memories of Ace Frehley, revealing how KISS indirectly influenced his guitar journey. He confirms upcoming US tour dates for Guns N' Roses in 2026, discusses his completed Conspirators album, and explains why he's hesitant about performing at the Sphere. Slash also details his various projects including the Bad Company tribute album, his blues record 'Orgy of the Damned,' an upcoming live release from S.E.R.P.E.N.T. Fest, and his film production work including the 'Deathstalker' reboot. After that, Wolf Van Halen discusses his latest album 'The End' and the emotional journey of creating music without his father. He shares insights into his unique recording process where he plays all instruments himself, starting with drums - his first musical love. Wolf reveals his strong stance against AI in creative arts while reflecting on touring with Metallica and working with Robert Rodriguez on his latest music video.  Catch Eddie Trunk every M-F from 3:00-5:00pm ET on Trunk Nation on SiriusXM Faction Talk Channel 103.And don't forget to follow Eddie on X and Instagram!Follow the link to get your free 3-month trial of SiriusXM: http://siriusxm.com/eddietrunk Find all episodes of Trunk Nation: https://siriusxm.com/trunknation Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Aracan Coelestia 210. What is the proprium? The human proprium consists of everything evil and false that gushes out of self-love and love of the world. It involves people believing not in the Lord or in the Word but in themselves, and their imagining that what they do not grasp through sensory evidence or through facts does not exist at all. They become as a consequence nothing but evil and falsity and so have a warped view of everything. Things that are evil they see as good, and those that are good as evil; things that are false they see as true, and those that are true as false. Realities they imagine to be nothing, and things that are nothing they imagine to be everything. They call hatred love, thick darkness light, death life, and vice versa. In the Word such people are called 'the lame and the blind'. This then is the human proprium which in itself is hellish and condemned. AC 7828... they who were there were liberated by the coming of the Lord into the world, and because without the coming of the Lord into the world they could not possibly have been saved, and because they were liberated at the time when the Lord rose again. From this it is evident that the state when they were liberated was to them the principal of all states. The case is the same also afterward with all those who are of the spiritual church, who could not possibly have been saved unless the Lord had come into the world, and glorified His Human, that is, made it Divine. That they who were of the spiritual church before the coming of the Lord were detained in the lower earth and were liberated and saved by the Lord, see n. 6854, 6914; and in general, that they who were of the spiritual church have been saved by the Lord's coming, n. 2661, 2716, 6372, 7035, 7091; and therefore in the supreme sense by these words is signified that the glorification and resurrection of the Lord as to His Human is the source of all salvation. AC 141. Countless things can be said about the proprium — about what the proprium is like in the case of the bodily-minded and worldly man, what it is like in the case of the spiritual man, and what in the case of the celestial man. With the bodily-minded and worldly man the proprium is his all. He is unaware of anything else but the proprium. And, as has been stated, if he were to lose his proprium he would think that he was dying. With the spiritual man the proprium takes on a similar appearance, for although he knows that the Lord is the life of all, and that He confers wisdom and intelligence, and consequently the ability to think and to act, it is more a matter of something he says and not so much something he believes. The celestial man however acknowledges that the Lord is the life of all, who confers the ability to think and act, because he perceives that this is so. Nor does he ever desire the proprium. Nevertheless even though he does not desire it the Lord grants him a proprium which is joined to him with a complete perception of what is good and true, and with complete happiness. Angels possess a proprium such as this, and at the same time utmost peace and tranquillity, for their proprium has within it things that are the Lord's, who is governing their proprium, that is, governing them by means of their proprium. This proprium is utterly heavenly, whereas the proprium of the bodily-minded man is hellish. But more about the proprium further on. Third Round posts are short audio clips taken from Round 3 comments in the online Logopraxis Life Group meetings. The aim is to maintain focus on understanding the Text's application to the inner life while reinforcing key LP principles highlighted in the exchanges.

Leyenda viva del rock’n’roll, artesano del pop, más de 55 años de trayectoria, cientos de canciones con su firma, productor de discos míticos para otros artistas. Nick Lowe regresa a España acompañado por Los Straitjackets para presentar “Indoor Safari”. Charlamos sobre su último álbum y retrocedemos hasta sus inicios musicales; sus canciones con Kippington Lodge y Brinsley Schwartz, su debut con Stiff Records, sus producciones con The Damned o sus colaboraciones con Dr Feelgood. El broche de oro lo pone desde el rincón de los directos con tres canciones en acústico.(Foto del podcast por Juan Orejudo)Playlist;NICK LOWE and LOS STRAITJACKETS “Went to a party” (2024)NICK LOWE and LOS STRAITJACKETS “Trombone” (2024)NICK LOWE and LOS STRAITJACKETS “Crying inside” (2024)NICK LOWE and LOS STRAITJACKETS “Jet pack boomerang” (2024)NICK LOWE and LOS STRAITJACKETS “Raincoat in the river” (2024)NICK LOWE and LOS STRAITJACKETS “Don’t be nice to me” (2024)KIPPINGTON LODGE “I can see her face” (1969)BRINSLEY SCHWARZ “What’s so funny about peace, love and understanding” (1974)NICK LOWE “So it goes” (1976)THE DAMNED “New rose” (1976)DR FEELGOOD “Milk and alcohol” (1979)NICK LOWE “Cruel to be kind” (directo en El Sótano)NICK LOWE “Blue on blue” (directo en El Sótano)NICK LOWE “Love starvation” (directo en El Sótano)NICK LOWE “I love the sound of breaking glass” (1978)Escuchar audio

Justin Perkins of Mystery Room Mastering returns to PCH to talk all about his mastering work on The Replacements upcoming reissue of their 1984 masterpiece Let it BeJustin Perkins - Mystery Room Mastering https://www.mysteryroommastering.comhttps://t.co/mqkvboEClahttps://www.instagram.com/mystery_room_mkehttps://www.facebook.com/MysteryRoomMasteringCheck out the Power Chord Hour radio show every Friday night at 8 pm est/Tuesday at Midnight est on 107.9 WRFA in Jamestown, NY. Stream the station online at wrfalp.com/streaming/ or listen on the WRFA appInstagram - www.instagram.com/powerchordhourFacebook - www.facebook.com/powerchordhourYoutube - www.youtube.com/channel/UC6jTfzjB3-mzmWM-51c8LggDonate to help show costs -https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/pchanthonyhttps://cash.app/$anthmerchpowerchordhour@gmail.comSpecial Thanks to my buddy Jay Vics for the behind the scenes help on this episode!https://www.meettheexpertspodcast.comhttps://www.jvimobile.com

What is Universalism? As a radical, unapologetic and expansive Universalist, let me continue to share explorations as to why I believe it is the key to our faith's future. Music: Chalice Choir

Host Jason Schreurs welcomes comedian and Arson Charge screamer Ben Roy to the podcast. Ben talks about how the sexual abuse he experienced as a child shaped his adult life. Punk rock and comedy were places where Ben had permission, and was encouraged, to speak out against the injustice he and so many others have faced. Over time, he has learned ways to process the pain of his past and channel it into music and comedy. benroycomedy.com/arsoncharge Featured song clips: Arson Charge - "There Was No Dog" from A Dying Light (Anxious & Angry, 2025) Violent Femmes - "Blister in the Sun" from Violent Femmes (Slash Records, 1983) Bad Religion - "Do What You Want" from Punk-O-Rama (Epitaph Records, 1994) Arson Charge - "For the Damned" from A Dying Light (Anxious & Angry, 2025) Arson Charge - "666 BC" from A Dying Light (Anxious & Angry, 2025) The SCREAM THERAPY BOOK is now available! Scream Therapy: A Punk Journey through Mental Health is a memoir-plus that has been heralded by New York Times best-selling authors. Like the podcast, it links the community-minded punk rock scene with the mental wellness of the punks who belong to it. ORDER A COPY OF THE BOOK! screamtherapyhq.com/book SCREAM THERAPY MERCH STORE! teepublic.com/user/scream-therapy About this podcast: Scream Therapy explores the link between punk rock and mental health. My guests are members of the underground music scene who are living with mental health challenges, like myself. Intro/background music clips: Submission Hold - "Cranium Ache" Render Useless - "The Second Flight of Icarus" Contact host Jason Schreurs - screamtherapypodcast@gmail.com

Horror! Medo! Desespero! No episódio desta semana, os sangessugas Exumador, Bruno Gunter, Shin Koheo, Edsoon, Anjo Negro e Almighty mergulham na gótica e sensual adaptação da obra de Anne Rice: A Rainha dos Condenados (Queen of the Damned, 2002)! Prepare-se para a volta de Lestat, agora como estrela do rock gótico adolescente, despertando vampiros milenares […]

This week, Steve picked a set of imagination songs.  Here are the artists you will hear this week: Elvis Costello And The Attractions, She Wants Revenge, The Happy Fits, Cheap Trick, Nada Surf, Simple Minds, The Pretenders, Radiohead, The Shazam, The Damned, Rilo Kiley, The Tories, The Help Desk, Siouxsie And The Banshees. AI-free since 2016! On the Air on Bedford 105.1 FM Radio      *** 5pm Friday ***      *** 10am Sunday ***      *** 8pm Monday *** Stream live at http://209.95.50.189:8178/stream Stream on-demand most recent episodes at https://wbnh1051.podbean.com/category/suburban-underground/ And available on demand on your favorite podcast app! Facebook: SuburbanUndergroundRadio   ***    Instagram: SuburbanUnderground   ***    #newwave #altrock #alternativerock #punkrock #indierock

In August 2025, Night Demon played one of only two American Curse of the Damned anniversary shows at the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Ohio. In this week's episode, you will learn why it was a unique experience for the band and what made the night so meaningful for them in this city. The guys explain how they wanted the show to be more about Cleveland than Night Demon, and talk about the importance of the Sandy Kruger tribute and Destructor performance that were embedded in the gig. You will hear about the stage conditions and why this night was a homecoming for Night Demon. Listen at nightdemon.net/podcast or anywhere you listen to podcasts! Follow us on Instagram Like us on Facebook

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This week's show, after a 1991 Springhouse soliloquy: brand new The Beths, Healees, Damned, Ratboys, The Saints '73-'78, Triptides, Bats, and Alison Clancy, plus The Who, Georgie Fame & the Blue Flames, Seekers, Laxton Ford, Skip Easterling, Carl Butle...

“Time won’t bring me down” (Wild Honey) es el esperado tercer trabajo de Radioactivity. Tras diez años sin novedades la banda comandada por Jeff Burke regresa con un gran disco que recoge y refuerza el ADN del grupo tejano. Un álbum de melodías poderosas y emocionales que surgen desde ese lugar donde se sacan las fuerzas para seguir adelante.Playlist;RADIOACTIVITY “Time won’t bring me down”RADIOACTIVITY “This one time”RADIOACTIVITY “Why”RADIOACTIVITY “I thought”BILLY TIBBALS “Onwards and upwards”THE NUDE PARTY “Carolyn”THE SAINTS “Gasoline”THE COVIDS “No kids”THE DAMNED with MOTORHEAD “Neat neat neat”THE DAMNED “There’s a ghost in my house”Versión y OriginaL; R. DEAN TAYLOR “There’s a ghost in my house” (1967)THE MOLOTOVS “Rhythm of yourself”RUBY and THE CLUMSY DOLLIES “Too true for you”TAV FALCO “The ballad or rue de la Lune”THE LIMIÑANAS “Faded” (Faded)Escuchar audio

Pete Trainor joins the book club to discuss Realm of the Damned by Alec Worley and Pye Parr. Check out Alec's Substack for great notes on horror. The Sons of Balaur music is on Youtube and you can find Pete on his website and on Bluesky.You can find a list of all the upcoming books on the Facebook page, follow the podcast on instagram, Threads, Mastodon, and BlueSky. And email me comments and suggestions to MCBCpodcast@gmail.comMusic used in this episode is Circuit Breaker by the artist Robodub. Click here to listen to the episode online. Or Download here Right click and choose save link as to download to your computer.

Friday, October 31st, 2025Today, a Tennessee man was held in jail for over a month on a $2M bond because he posted a meme; a Trump nominee for the US export bank withdraws over ties to Russia; Trump lifts sanctions on a Putin-backed autocrat; the administration announces it will resume testing of nuclear weapons; Senate Democrats broaden their investigation into Trump's Epstein ballroom as demolition contractors go underground; four Republicans join Democrats to end Trump's tariffs against Canada; a three star general has been pushed out after conflicts with Hegseth; remembering transgender athlete and student Lia Smith, who took her life at just 21 years of age; and Allison and Dana delivers your Good News.Thank You, HomeChefFor a limited time, get  50% off and free shipping for your first box PLUS free dessert for life!  HomeChef.com/DAILYBEANS.  Must be an active subscriber to receive free dessert.Guest: John FugelsangTell Me Everything - John Fugelsang, The John Fugelsang Podcast, John Fugelsang - Substack, @johnfugelsang.bsky.social - Bluesky, @JohnFugelsang -TwitterSeparation of Church and Hate by John Fugelsang - OUT NOW!Upcoming Live Dates - Separation of Church & Hate book tour NOV 12 - Union StageThe Martin Sheen Podcast - MSW MediaDana Goldberg Outrageous Tour - November 14th ChicagoStoriesTrump nominee at U.S. export bank withdraws amid scrutiny of Russia ties | The Washington Post4 Senate Republicans rebuke Trump for a third time this week, voting with Democrats against president's global tariffs | CNN PoliticsSanctions Lifted on a Putin-Backed Autocrat After Lobbying by Trump Allies | The New York TimesExclusive: Three-star general pushed out amid tensions with Hegseth | CNN PoliticsDemocrats ramp up probes into Trump's $300 million White House ballroom | The Washington PostSonya Massey's father expresses anger after ex-deputy convicted on lesser charge in fatal shooting | CBS NewsTennessee sheriff defends jailing liberal activist for posting Trump meme about school shooting | NewsChannel5Every Trans Suicide Is A Murder By Those In Power | Erin In The MorningGive to honor Lia Smith's memory - MiddleburyGood TroubleIn Texas, there is a SUPER important November 4th vote. The problem with Texas is that Republicans are better at voting in smaller elections, like the one coming up.The Democrat in the race is Taylor Rehmet, an Air Force Vet and Union Organizer. This district has been Republican since 1991 and flipping this will help with acts like the recent Texas gerrymandering. Taylor Rehmet For TexasDana's Good Trouble: Albuquerque, NM - APS District 6 vote for Margaret “Warigia” Bowman - https://www.warigiaforaps.com/➡️ Sign up to phone bank in Virginia.**Group Directory - The Visibility Brigade: Resistance is Possible**California! YOU have your prop 50 ballots. 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It's the annual Halloween Special! This year, Dan and Vinny discuss Dracula...again! Since last year's discussion on the Marvel and Toei produced Dracula: Sovereign of the Damned, we just had to go back and look at Dracula's other animated appearances in other Marvel animated shows. We have 7 episodes from 6 different series to talk about this week. Each episode does something cool with Dracula, even if some of the episodes feel a little drawn out. Do you have a favorite Marvel animated take on Dracula? 

CONTENT WARNING: This episode discusses topics of suicide, murder, supernatural happenings, and witchcraft. Please check the content warnings on these books before reading them so you are aware of other things included that we didn't explicitly discuss. The besties are back for Halloween (with a baby in tow) and ready to discuss some spooky smut! Maggie brings a delightful murder mystery, Voyage of the Damned by Frances White, while Jillian brings the very on-brand Hallowpeen by Holly Wilde.They dive into issues like IT troubleshooting, prepping for Halloween with kids, and the baby boy adds his two cents (just like a man).Leave us a review! Follow us on Instagram and TikTok @apodcastofsmutanddragonsMaggie: @themargaretlibraryJillian: @jillian.reads.smut (instagram)@jilliankiechlinart (tiktok)Business inquiries and/or say hi: apodcastofsmutanddragons@gmail.com Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

INTERVIEW: Zed Ramsay from Dreams of the Damned on new album 'Needlemouse' by Zac Hoffman on Radio One 91FM Dunedin

At long last Shannon gets to talk about the book she's been planning on since the last Halloween episode — The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. We first discuss the Aesthetic Movement of the 19th century and a tiny bit of the life of Oscar Wilde before we jump into the book itself. Then Bryce gifts you with an abbreviated history of metal music. Get a notepad ready to take notes because he gives you a LOT of information! Happy Halloween! Show Notes: The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde: Oscar Wilde Official Website: http://www.cmgww.com/historic/wilde/ Oscar Wilde: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscar_Wilde Aestheticism: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aestheticism Decadent Movement: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Decadent_movement The Aesthetic Movement by Fiona McCarthy: https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2011/mar/26/aestheticism-exhibition-victoria-albert-museum Aesthetic Movement in England by Walter Hamilton: https://archive.org/details/aestheticmovemen00hamiuoft Oscar WIlde's Cello Coat: https://oscarwilde.blog/2018/01/04/oscar-wildes-cello-coat/ The Picture of Dorian Gray: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Picture_of_Dorian_Gray# Metal music: VH1 Documentary https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AR78XBi_nAE&t=13s https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_and_roll https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beatles https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birmingham#History https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Sabbath#History https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Led_Zeppelin This is Spinal Tap amps go to 11 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMSV4OteqBE https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychedelic_rock https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satanic_panic https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parents_Music_Resource_Center https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heavy_metal_genres https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dimebag_Darrell https://www.rollingstone.com/feature/behind-the-murder-of-dimebag-darrell-233541/ Songs list: Little Richard, Tutti Frutti - Here's Little Richard 1957 James Brown, Shout and Shimmy - Good, Good Twistin' With James Brown 1962 Chuck Berry, School Day - After School Session 1957 The Beatles, Love Me Do - Please Please Me 1963 Black Sabbath, Wasp/Behind the Wall of Sleep/Bassically/N.I.B. - Black Sabbath 1970 Led Zeppelin, Good TImes Bad TImes - Led Zeppelin I 1969 Led Zeppelin, Dazed and Confused - Led Zeppelin I 1969 Tenacious D, Karate - Tenacious D 2001 Worm Shepherd, The Anguished Throne - Hunger 2024 Humble Pie, As Safe As Yesterday Is - As Safe As Yesterday Is 1969 Deep Purple, Smoke on the Water - Machine Head 1972 Back Sabbath, Black Sabbath - Black Sabbath 1970 Black Sabbath, War Pigs - Paranoid 1970 Steppenwolf, Born to be Wild - self titled 1968 Alice Cooper, Poison - Trash 1989 KISS, Sure Know Something - Dynasty 1979 AC/DC, TNT - High Voltage 1976 Judas Priest, Realms of Death - Stained Class 1978 Motorhead, Ace of Spades - Ace of Spades 1980 13th Floor Elevators, You're Gonna Miss Me - 7th Heaven Music of the Spheres 1966 Chelsea Grin, Cursed - My Damnation 2011 The Damned, New Rose - Damned Damned Damned 1977 Judas Priest, Breaking the Law - British Steel 1980 Candlemass, Solitude - Epicus Doomicus Metallicus 1986 Venom, Black Metal - In League With Satan 1981 Van Halen, You Really Got Me - Van Halen 1978 Black Sabbath, Neon Knights - Heaven and Hell 1980 Black Sabbath, Sabbath Bloody Sabbath - Sabbath Bloody Sabbath 1973 Def Leppard, Photograph - Pyromania 1983 Quiet Riot, Cum on Feel the Noize - Metal Health 1983 Mercyful Fate, Evil - Melissa 1983 Frank Zappa, We're Turning Again - Frank Zappa Meets the Mothers of Prevention 1985 Cannibal Corpse, Hammer Smashed Face - Tomb of the Mutilated 1992 Kreator, People of the Lie - Coma of Souls 1990 Napalm Death, Suffer the Children - Harmony Corruption 1990 Helloween, I Want Out - Keeper of the Seven Keys, Pt. 2 1988 TOOL, Sober - Undertow 1993 Linkin Park, One Step Closer - Hybrid Theory 2000 Pantera, Walk - Vulgar Display of Power 1992 Finntroll, Jaktens Tid - Jaktens Tid 2001 Slaughter to Prevail, Demolisher - Kostolom 2019 Other appearances: Chris Shelton interviewed us in the beginning of a series on Mormonism on his Speaking of Cults series. He has had MANY different fascinating people on so go take a look! Here is the whole playlist: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpGuS7GcsgA&list=PLGrPM1Pg2h72ADIuv8eYmzrJ-ppLOlw_g Email: glassboxpodcast@gmail.com Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/GlassBoxPod Patreon page for documentary: https://www.patreon.com/SeerStonedProductions BlueSky: @glassboxpodcast.bsky.social Other BlueSky: @bryceblankenagel.bsky.social and @shannongrover.bsky.social Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/glassboxpodcast/ Merch store: https://www.redbubble.com/people/exmoapparel/shop Or find the merch store by clicking on "Store" here: https://glassboxpodcast.com/index.html One time Paypal donation: bryceblankenagel@gmail.com Venmo: @Shannon-Grover-10

Happy Halloween lovely listeners!!! Have fun and be safe! This week, we keep the vampire love going with a throwback recap to round out spooky season of the 2002 horror film, "Queen of the Damned" starring Aaliyah! (04:48) We discuss our take on the film, performances, and anticipation of the new adaptation coming from the third season of AMC's "Interview with the Vampire" series. Check out the full episode to hear our full thoughts, and feel free, as always, to share yours!  Hidden Gems (49:58): "Zombies 4: Dawn of the Vampires" (Disney+) We are available on all podcasting platforms but please follow, rate, and review us on Apple Podcasts and Spotify apps. We greatly appreciate the support! Follow us on social media: IG: @recappinpodcast Twitter: @recappinpodcast FB: ReCappin' with Delora and Ashley Contact us: Email: recappinpodcast@gmail.com

This week we're discussing every album by The Damned from 1977 to 1986. Pioneers of punk (and goth to a degree), The Damned are a band more talented and even more insane than most others. They defined the chaos of first generation punk in the late 70s, yet still managed to put out some of the most legendary albums of the era. Dave Vanian, Captain Sensible, Rat Scabies, and Brian James, before his departure, left a legacy filled with speed, booze, and countless memorable riffs. Intro/Band Overview 00:00 Damned Damned Damned 22:33 Music for Pleasure 40:55 Machine Gun Etiquette 52:21 The Black Album 1:11:10 Strawberries 1:28:44 Phantasmagoria 1:44:17 Anything 1:59:00 Outro 2:09:29 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Patreon https://www.patreon.com/everyalbumever Merch https://pandermonkey.creator-spring.com/ Mike's EP: Pander Monkey on Bandcamp, Spotify, Apple, Mike on Instagram @pandermonkey Alex on Bluesky @octatron3030 Tom on Instagram @tomosmansounds History Tom's stuff: Music on Spotify, Apple Podcast on Spotify, YouTube Substack Website ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mike's Picks: Machine Gun Etiquette (1979) -- Best Album, Personal Favorite Phantasmagoria (1985) -- Worst Album, Least Favorite Alex's Picks: Machine Gun Etiquette (1979) -- Best Album Damned Damned Damned (1977) -- Personal Favorite Anything (1986) -- Worst Album, Least Favorite Albums we discussed this episode... Damned Damned Damned (1977) Music for Pleasure (1977) Machine Gun Etiquette (1979) The Black Album (1980) Strawberries (1982) Phantasmagoria (1985) Anything (1986)

#paranormal #supernatural In this show, I continue to read and then talk about the paranormal concepts in this book. Have you ever had an experience with the paranormal, supernatural, and / or unexplained, that you would like others to know about? If so, let me know. You can reach me at; salsidoparanormal@gmail.com Follow Mike, host of Troubled Minds Radio. https://www.troubledminds.org/ You can now listen to 2 episodes of the show every night at 6 pm Pacific / 9 pm Eastern on the Troubled Minds Radio Network KUAP-DB! https://www.troubledminds.org/ Also, if you or anyone you know should ever feel like there is no hope, or help, please consider the information in the link below. Special thanks to Michael Strange for putting this page together. https://www.troubledminds.net/help You can find all episodes, social media, and ways to support the show via the links below. https://www.salsidoparanormal.com/ https://allmylinks.com/salsidoparanor1 https://www.bonfire.com/store/salsido-paranormal/  

#paranormal #supernatural In this show, I continue to read and then talk about the paranormal concepts in this book. Have you ever had an experience with the paranormal, supernatural, and / or unexplained, that you would like others to know about? If so, let me know. You can reach me at; salsidoparanormal@gmail.com Follow Mike, host of Troubled Minds Radio. https://www.troubledminds.org/ You can now listen to 2 episodes of the show every night at 6 pm Pacific / 9 pm Eastern on the Troubled Minds Radio Network KUAP-DB! https://www.troubledminds.org/ Also, if you or anyone you know should ever feel like there is no hope, or help, please consider the information in the link below. Special thanks to Michael Strange for putting this page together. https://www.troubledminds.net/help You can find all episodes, social media, and ways to support the show via the links below. https://www.salsidoparanormal.com/ https://allmylinks.com/salsidoparanor1 https://www.bonfire.com/store/salsido-paranormal/  

He was handsome, charming, and one of Henry VIII's most trusted courtiers, until he fell from grace with Queen Catherine Howard. But whispers survive of a darker story: an accusation of violence, a royal pardon, and a crime that seemed to vanish from the record. Was Thomas Culpeper guilty of a shocking offence, and did Henry VIII himself protect him from justice?   Or was this just dangerous Tudor gossip, muddled by the existence of two Thomas Culpepers at court? Join me as I investigate one of Tudor England's most disturbing mysteries — where power, privilege, and silence could decide a man's fate.   Sources: - Letter from Richard Hilles to Heinrich Bullinger, Original letters relative to the English Reformation: written during the reigns of King Henry VIII, King Edward VI and Queen Mary, chiefly from the archives of Zurich, ed. Rev. Hastings Robinson, https://archive.org/details/originallettersr01robiuoft/page/226/mode/2up? - New Insight on the Accusation Against Thomas Culpeper, Gentleman of the Privy Chamber, Jonathan McGovern, Notes and Queries, gjaf112, https://doi.org/10.1093/notesj/gjaf112Published: 17 October 2025. - "Katherine Howard: The Tragic Story of Henry VIII's Fifth Queen" by Josephine Wilkinson - "Young and Damned and Fair" by Gareth Russell - “Catherine Howard: The Queen whose adulteries made a fool of Henry VIII” by Lacey Baldwin Smith

Send us a textThe littlest narco visits his home town and is roped into a babysitting gig. Meanwhile, the local sheriff, after receiving a piece of evidence in the mail, falls into an increasingly desperate scavenger hunt involving a trio of offensive radio personalities. On Episode 691 of Trick or Treat Radio we discuss the throwback horror flick Night of the Reaper from director Brandon Christensen! We also talk about what made 80s horror special, reminisce about the early days of video game consoles, and do a live trailer reaction for the upcoming Sam Raimi directed film Send Help! So grab your VHS camcorder, try not to be an asshole and pull a Hedgehog out of its hole, and strap on for the world's most dangerous podcast!Stuff we talk about: Guillermo del Toro, Frankenstein, Creature From the Black Lagoon, The Shape of Water, The Phantom of the Opera, Double Dose of Degenerates, Darby Allin, Jon Moxley, AEW, Deltron 3030, Virus, dystopian hip hop, Drugs Schmugs Who Needs ‘Em, Necronomicon Championship Wrestling, Psycho Patrick, Astroboy, The Vampire Lovers, Lady Frankenstein, Halloween 3: Season of the Witch, The Sender, Bats, Messenger, The Witch's Sabbath, Forget Me Not, Paranormal Activity, Restricted Area, Tone Deaf, The Empty Man, The Littlest Vampire, Jonathan Lipnicki, Dark Places, Blood Orgy of the Damned, The Whistler, Dead on Sight, Flight 666, Suzanne Snyder, Weird Science, Judy Aaronson, Jeff Goldblum, Shrunken Heads, Trick or Treats, Popcorn, Amityville 3D, Christopher Lloyd, The Littlest Narco, Tobe Hooper, Lifeforce, Revenge of the Cheerleaders, Nightbreed, UHF, Oldsmobile Delta 88, Larry Drake, Mike P. Nelson, Joe Begos, Christmas Bloody Christmas, Silent Night Deadly Night, Demonic Toys, RIP Ollie, Night of the Reaper, Brandon Christensen, Clown in the Cornfield, throwback 80s horror, “what's less than Tubi?”, Jim Cornette, A Nightmare on Elm St., Atari 2600, Centipede, Atari 5400, Atari 7800, Genesis, Robbie the Robot, Paco Plaza, REC, V/H/S/Halloween, Smallville, RIP Ace Frehley, and Punxsutawney Kill.Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/trickortreatradioJoin our Discord Community: discord.trickortreatradio.comSend Email/Voicemail: mailto:podcast@trickortreatradio.comVisit our website: http://trickortreatradio.comStart your own podcast: https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=386Use our Amazon link: http://amzn.to/2CTdZzKFB Group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/trickortreatradioTwitter: http://twitter.com/TrickTreatRadioFacebook: http://facebook.com/TrickOrTreatRadioYouTube: http://youtube.com/TrickOrTreatRadioInstagram: http://instagram.com/TrickorTreatRadioSupport the show

This week we bring you the second half of Night Demon's guest DJ appearance on WJCU's Metal on Metal radio show in Cleveland, Ohio in August 2025. During this episode, the band spins a fistful of songs they have covered, as well as selected tracks from the other acts who were appearing with them the following night onstage at the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame. Along the way, they tell stories about these songs, their relationship with the fans, their history with legends like Dick Dale and Yngwie Malmsteen, and the recording of the Live Darkness record in Cleveland back in 2017.LINKSRock'n'Roll Hall of Fame - Home | Rock & Roll Hall of FameWJCU - WJCU – 88.7 FM: Cleveland's local college radio stationDestructor - Music | DestructorSacred Few - Beyond the Iron Walls | Sacred Few | Shadow Kingdom RecordsCurse of the Damned order link - http://www.cursedamn.com Listen at nightdemon.net/podcast or anywhere you listen to podcasts! Follow us on Instagram Like us on Facebook

This week on a very special audio or video (on Spotify) episode of the podcast Phillip is joined by actress and artist Jennifer Ashley. You may know her from Terror Circus, The F.B.I. TV episode called Confession of a Madman, The Centerfold Girls, Phantom of the Paradise, Planet of the Apes TV episode called The Liberator, The Pom Pom Girls, Tintorera: The Killer Shark, Towing, Guyana: Cult of the Damned, Inseminoid, Partners, Chained Heat, The Man Who Loved Women, and Me Myself and I. They had a great conversation about her life and career. Phillip played her a clip of Tarantino talking about The Pom Pom Girls. At the end of the conversation Phillip plays a clip for Jennifer from the movie Babylon (2022). It was a great interview. Phillip then gives his Phil's Film Favorite of the Week; David Gilmour Live at the Circus Maximus, Rome (2025). Then Phillip promotes next week's episode where he will be joined once again by Fred Schaefer to discuss 1972's Ulzana's Raid. Thanks for listening and/or watching.

This week in pop culture headlines, Andrew dropped his royal title, Coleman Domingo was announced as Cowardly Lion in "Wicked: For Good," the Victoria Secret Fashion show returned, Brandy and Monica had a tour mishap, Debbie Allen was honored with a Barbie, Melody Hobson and George Lucas introduced a new museum, Love Is Blind alums Lauren and Cameron welcomed their first child, and Sinners has chosen two songs to add to Best Song category at the Oscars. (1:46) Stay tuned for our next episode as we gear up for Halloween with a recap of 2002 film, "Queen of the Damned" starring Aaliyah! We are available on all podcasting platforms, but please follow, rate, and review us on Apple Podcasts and Spotify apps. We greatly appreciate the support! Follow us on social media: IG: @recappinpodcast Twitter: @recappinpodcast FB: ReCappin' with Delora and Ashley Contact us: Email: recappinpodcast@gmail.com

⭐Village of the Damned (1960) - Still Creeps Us Out Today⭐

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RMR 0336: Special Guest, Rebecca Davis, joins your hosts, Bryan Frye, Russell Guest for the Retro Movie Roundtable as they revisit Queen of the Damned (2002) [R] Genre: Horror, Mystery, Fantasy   Starring: Stuart Townsend, Marguerite Moreau, Aaliyah, Vincent Perez, Paul McGann, Lena Olin, Christian Manon, Claudia Black, Bruce Spence, Matthew Newton, Tiriel Mora Megan Cooper, Johnathan Devoy, Robert Farnham, Conrad Standish, Young Jesse   Directed by: Michael Rymer Recorded on 2025-09-24

Sermon XLVIII, taken from "Sermons for Sunday", a compilation of homilies by St. Alphonsus Liguori (+1787) Please consider donating to help keep this podcast going by going to buymeacoffee.com/catholicdailybrief Also, if you enjoy these episodes, please give a five star rating and share the podcast with your friends and family

324 Hammerama Ep 29: The DamnedWelcome to Hammerama! Hammerama is a subsidiary series of the DieCastMovie Podcast. Please join Alistair Hughes and Steven Turek as they analyze the wonderful movies of Hammer Films, from opposite ends of the world! Please send feedback to DieCastMoviePodcast@gmail.com.Al is the author of Infogothic: An Unauthorized Graphic Guide to Hammer Horror. A special thanks to Reber Clark for allowing us to use his music! You can purchase Mr. Clark's music at reberclark.bandcamp.com.

Welcome to Dev Game Club, where this week we continue our series on 2010's Deadly Premonition. We revisit the Twin Peaks of it all, and then discuss some of the more mechanical aspects of the game, particularly the profiling and the combat. And then there's that open world. Dev Game Club looks at classic video games and plays through them over several episodes, providing commentary. Sections played: Past/to the Sawmill (Tim/Brett) Issues covered: schedule of the next couple weeks, rewatching the Twin Peaks pilot, homage or theft?, leaning into the uncanny valley, things in video games we don't want to show people, technical limitations, localization issues, copying the diner, pricing items, music choices and tones and creepiness, adaptation and filters, conversations about rain, an artifact, survival horror elements, profiling, going through the clues, York putting together the profile, putting the player in the crime scenario, who is Zach?, hot take from Tim: "serial killers are bad news," having confidence in the story, dipping into the combat, aiming and lock-on, failing QTEs, random QTEs vs not, picture-in-picture, talking to Zach in the car, walking around the town after dark, the horrible map and how it interacts with driving conversations, a mechanic to help you understand the game that you don't understand, learning the space, car/character relativity, peeking into buliding windows, zombies after midnight and the blood moon, similarities to Silent Hill 2, the difficulty of making this at AAA scale, unorthodox mechanics, good moment-to-moment gameplay, publisher cachet, hearing about the games.  Games, people, and influences mentioned or discussed: Welcome Back Kotter, Portal 2, Defeating Games for Charity, Phil Salvador, Video Game History Foundation, KyleAndError, Twin Peaks, Nintendo Switch, Swery, Yakuza: Like A Dragon, Waitress, Mark Frost, David Lynch, Naomi Watts, Batman (series), Golden Idol (series), Return of the Obra Dinn, Heavy Rain, Mindhunter, David Fincher, Zodiac, Se7en, Jaws, Miguel Ferrer, Fire Walk With Me, Chris Isaak, Kiefer Sutherland, God of War (2004), Shenmue, Alien: Isolation, Beyond Good and Evil, PhysX, Don't Look Now, Nicolas Roeg, Julie Christie, Donald Sutherland, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Fred Ward, Remo Williams: The Adventure Begins, Joel Gray, Jennifer Gray, Olivia Newton-John, Xanadu, Audrey Hepburn, GTA 3, Silent Hill 2, Hideo Kojima, Metal Gear Solid (series), Death Stranding, Suda51, No More Heroes, Lollipop Chainsaw, Shadows of the Damned, Remedy Entertainment, Sam Lake, Far Cry, Sony, Spelunky, Kirk Hamilton, Aaron Evers, Mark Garcia.  Next time: More Deadly Premonition! Twitch: timlongojr and twinsunscorp YouTube  Discord  DevGameClub@gmail.com 

“Dance! Dance! Dance until you die!” Our rebels, having infiltrated the Ruby Masquerade, step onto the stage as Barzillai Thrune begins the Dance of the Damned! Support us on Patreon to access our actual play of the Tyrant's Grasp Adventure Path and other content: https://www.patreon.com/FindthePath Cast Rick Sandidge is Gamemaster and Host Heather Allen plays [...] The post Hell's Rebels Episode 133: Dance of the Damned appeared first on Find the Path Ventures.

“Can damned souls ever repent?” This episode explores the complexities of salvation and the afterlife, addressing questions such as the nature of excommunication and whether a parent’s desire can lead to the baptism of an unbaptized child. Tune in as we also consider the implications of Luther’s potential reforms and the intriguing topic of spirit possession. Join The CA Live Club Newsletter: Click Here Invite our apologists to speak at your parish! Visit Catholicanswersspeakers.com Questions Covered: 07:07 – How many souls did my twins have before the egg split? 13:27 – If I'm born at 7 a.m. on Ash Wednesday, does fasting start then? 17:50 – What if Luther had reformed from within the Church? 20:36 – Can a living person's spirit possess someone else? 30:49 – Can a parent's desire baptize a child who dies unbaptized? 34:17 – If someone was excommunicated unfairly, can they still go to heaven? 41:32 – Can damned souls or demons ever repent? 46:40 – If science shows we're small and ordinary, how are humans still special?

Vote Box of Oddities For People's Choice Award Here! Live Show Info And Tickets Here! Why does the Peoria Public Library seem to come with a return policy on souls? And what chilling new clues have surfaced in the decades-old vanishing of the Martin family in Oregon? In this episode of The Box of Oddities, Kat and Jethro dig deep into two mysteries that refuse to stay buried. First, explore the haunted stacks of one of America's eeriest libraries—where more than just overdue books linger in the shadows. Then, journey into the Pacific Northwest as fresh evidence reopens the haunting cold case of a family that seemingly vanished into thin air over 70 years ago. Ghosts, disappearances, and just enough dark humor to make your spine giggle—this episode has it all. Tune in for tales that are spooky, bizarre, and 100% alphabetized for your paranormal convenience. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices